rain.
that’s what she is.
she’s the gathering of clouds that make the whole world shiver.
she’s the way people look for their loved ones when the skies turn grey. she’s the cuddling under warm blankets in front of windows that overlook the world outside starting new.
rain is fresh starts and comfort and dancing in a weather that makes your bones grow cold just for the thrill of it.
rain is her.
she’s the beauty of the sky washing over the world and erasing the sorrows of the past days.
she’s the grey in the atmosphere and her thoughts are the rainstorms that cleanse away the darkest parts of us.
she’s the sun breaking through the clouds after an avalanche of melancholy.
she’s all the beautiful feelings that downpour and engulf you until you’re left breathless and begging for more.